tell me that you need me
than you go and cut me down
but wait

tell me that your sorry
didnt think i'll turn around
and say

that its too late to apologise
its too late

take another chance, take a fall, take a shot for you
I need you like a heart needs a beat
I loved you with a fire red
now its turning blue

I'm afraid, its too late to apologise
its too late

closed off from love
didnt need the pain
once or twice was enough
and it was all in vain
time starts to pass
before you know it your frozen

I dont care what they say
Im in love with you
they try to pull me away
but they dont know the truth

I keep bleeding
I keep keep bleeding in love
you cut me open

My "social resentment" does not come from hatred at all
but from love of the people whose sufferings have for always opened the gateway to my heart.

Le meilleur de la vie se passe a dire:
"ill est trop tot," puis"Ill est trop tard"

tender skin torn by thorns
heart that aches, heart that mourns
misery spent, grief is old
silent words that are never told
a fragile loss a time so pure
a love without a painless cure
a lethal whisper strong and clear
brings darkness forth and fills with fear

I died.... I awoke
within me... a passion evoked
a lesson to learn
a lifetime to yearn
wandering far
wandering deep
In life I shall search
In death I shall sleep

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. John 15:13

Never take for granted what lies in front of you
because to trip over it would be a mistake
but to walk into it and to pick it up and take care would be
to cherish a losers loss and value a winners find
for in life we find what we seek yet may not need and we seek what we may need yet can never find

Stay forever who you are
don’t change a thing
because you're perfect

you Sway gently in the breeze
In between my dreams
It kind of makes me nervous

You’re the storm, yeah, the lightning striking down
To only strike me once, would still be worth it

In my dreams you were perfect
when I woke up you were perfect

Love, as scary as it is
Tell me is it real,
If it ain’t perfect?

I pray with the sounding of your faith
My colours bleed to one
Nothing grows when your love is gone

In my dreams you were perfect
when I woke up you were perfect

Hmm, even when you run you’re still worth it
Here and now, the moments perfect
You’re perfect
So perfect

Even when you’re gone, even when you’re here, even when you’re not
You’re still.......perfect

Never pat on the back when its just as easy to kick up the arse

The devil wears many disguises

Feelings are a priceless gift, which cannot be ignored. They are your invitation to come home to your self

In unguarded innocence bliss is the natural expression of the heart